Things are clearly not going according to plan.
In the military camp, Commander Zhao found Qi Heng unconscious.
He had considered capturing this key figure in the Qi family, and even laid an ambush on the grasslands to secretly kill him.
However, Qi Heng was too suspicious and had difficulty controlling the route. If his own men made a mistake, it would lead to chaos.
Now it's like a dead dog lying on the ground, at everyone's mercy.
Commander Zhao then looked at the others on the ground. Old Yu pointed to two of them and said, "My lord, these two are from the Di tribe, and their appearance matches what was described in the intelligence report."
Zhao Tinglei's eyes lit up: "Has Elder Yu made up his mind?"
The old man in gray said with certainty, "Originally, the Third Young Master brought back definite information, which would have provided important evidence of the Qi family's slave trading."
Now that we have these people brought by Miss Song, if we can get the confession our lord wants, the matter will be half settled!
Zhao Tinglei excitedly slammed his fist on the table: "Alright, let's get that... Miss Song, right!"
"Summon Miss Song here. I want to thank her properly, so I'll give her a pass to leave the pass and a reward of a thousand taels of silver!"
Old Master Yu coughed lightly and lowered his eyes: "My lord, I'm afraid that Miss Song doesn't want to see you!"
He had already inquired carefully and learned that Miss Song had sent a visiting card yesterday, but the people in the backyard said, "The garrison commander has already left his post and will not see him!" There was not even a reply.
Upon hearing this, Old Yu stomped his feet several times in anger.
Those who serve the master are foolish. Miss Song always sees the master after dark, so she must have something important to discuss.
Even without Lin Qingyuan's presence, Miss Song's status as the fiancée of the Third Young Master warrants her being treated with respect.
However, now that Miss Song has brought the person our lord needs most to his doorstep, our lord doesn't seem to realize the seriousness of the situation.
This Miss Song is his military household sister-in-law, and also the "noble lady of the Di tribe" who lured Qi Heng into the city. Now he even wants to reward her with silver!
Seeing that Old Master Yu's expression was clearly off, Zhao Shoubei, still excited, belatedly realized: "Old Master Yu, this Miss Song you mentioned..."
"This Miss Song is the Third Young Master's fiancée!"
Old Master Yu astutely pointed out, "Last night, Miss Song came to request an audience with the lord, but why did the lord not see her?"
"When did this happen?" Zhao Tinglei asked, looking bewildered.
At this moment, Song Liyun was sitting in the military camp, still dressed as a noblewoman of the Di tribe, drinking fresh milk tea.
Song Dekui looked back and forth at the door several times, anxiously asking, "I wonder if Abu and Lin Shazi have managed to get out yet?"
Before the two of them escaped the city, it was already in chaos. They didn't know what the city would be like after Qi Heng was discovered to be missing.
Song Liyun was also a little worried, even though Fang Zheng had already led people to rescue them.
But it would take three people to deal with that huge group.
Two fists can't fight four hands, plus there's the helpless burden of Lin Qingyuan...
Song Liyun sighed as she thought about it. If Zhao Tinglei had cooperated with her earlier, she wouldn't have had to take such a big risk.
Thinking this to himself, he naturally spoke with a hint of annoyance: "The renowned Commander Zhao is nothing special!"
"presumptuous!"
A loud shout from outside the room startled Song Dekui, who was turning around to speak to Song Liyun.
Even Song Liyun almost dropped her teacup.
Song Liyun looked up and saw a middle-aged general striding over.
Behind him followed Fang Zheng and Guo Tong, as well as several military officers who appeared to be of high status.
Song Liyun put down her teacup and stood up.
Zhao Tinglei entered with a displeased expression.
He had been looking forward to seeing a valiant female general, but what he saw was an ordinary woman sipping milk tea with a slanted posture and full of complaints.
“Last night, a villain appeared in Hecheng. Miss Song was able to capture him and made a great contribution. I always reward meritorious service. Here is a reward of five hundred taels!” Zhao Tinglei said with a dark face, without the slightest smile.
Seeing that it was to be handled officially, Song Liyun did not refuse: "Thank you for the reward, Commander!"
Her frankness left Zhao Tinglei speechless for a moment.
In his view, if he wanted to give her a reward, Song Liyun would always politely decline with a "We're family, no need to be so polite!"
Then, he took the opportunity to explain the matter of sending the visiting card last night.
But now Song Liyun directly accepted the money without mentioning the visiting card, even more decisive than him, a soldier.
After a brief, awkward silence, Zhao Tinglei flicked his sleeves and got up to leave. But as he passed Song Liyun, he stopped and said, "You're very good! Very good! Excellent! However, smart people should do smart things, not be presumptuous!"
Having said that, he led his group of bewildered subordinates away like a gust of wind.
Song Dekui stared at the people walking away, and it took him a long time to realize: "That person is Ashi's older brother, a general of the Zhenbei Army and the garrison commander of Hecheng."
Why is she in such a bad mood?
Xiaoyun, luckily Ashi has a good-looking face. If he were also a dark-faced burly man like this... tsk tsk tsk, I would advise you not to agree to this marriage..."
"Cough cough cough!"
Just as he was spouting nonsense, someone coughed outside the door. Fortunately, it wasn't a "disrespectful" remark, but it made Song Dekui turn around abruptly.
Song Liyun pursed her lips and sighed: "The military camp really isn't a place where you can have a proper chat. Someone always suddenly pops up."
An old man in gray led Fang Zheng in. Fang Zheng was carrying a tray with ten ingots of bright silver inside.
The old man chuckled and said, "Young man, you're right. My general has a dark complexion and uses his ten-foot-long spear to defend the country with unparalleled skill. He's weathered many storms and is naturally not as handsome as the Third Young Master."
Song Dekui wasn't afraid of being overheard and embarrassed. He chuckled and made light of the situation, saying, "Everyone knows that Commander Lei's Lei Battalion is an invincible force. I was just rambling on. Don't take it to heart, sir."
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